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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 17, 2012 16:57:21 GMT -5
With a shrug, she picked up a coin and stuck it in the indicated spot. She jumped when the bed started humming.
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Post by Castiel on Apr 18, 2012 17:01:32 GMT -5
Castiel frowned as he looked at the vibrating bed.
"I... don't believe it's possessed..."
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 19, 2012 14:22:58 GMT -5
"Uhhh..."
Boldly, she reached out and touched mattress.
"It shakes? Hunh."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 20, 2012 20:44:29 GMT -5
"This is most unusual," Castiel decided after a moment's thought.
"I wonder how it should serve its supposed purpose of relaxation by doing this."
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 22, 2012 12:11:05 GMT -5
She scratched her head for a second.
"Well, it wouldn't help me much, with my armor. I'd have to remove it first."
She didn't sleep in it, for certain, nor did she wander about in it all the time. It was just that this day in particular she felt as though she might need the extra safety.
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Post by Castiel on Apr 24, 2012 19:20:09 GMT -5
"And I am doubtful as to how shaking would do my vessel any good."
And good vessels were hard to come by... Castiel was rather fond of his.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 25, 2012 13:43:40 GMT -5
For a moment she stood there indecisively, then started removing the plates of her armor. It didn't occur to her to tell Castiel to look away--modesty actually wasn't a huge thing where she was from, and it wasn't uncommon to see someone in the buff.
Of course, you didn't wear nothing under armor--it would chafe and wear on your skin something terrible. Underneath it all, Liath wore simple cotton garments that were light but still kept the metal from rubbing her skin raw.
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Post by Castiel on Apr 25, 2012 18:14:04 GMT -5
In turn, it didn't occur to Castiel to look away. He was after all an angel who had spent quite a vast amount of time watching humanity in all states of being and/or undress. The body he currently utilized was, while he was fond of it, no more than a shell to contain him and to ease communication with humans rather than something he'd consider a private thing.
"Should I remove any of my garments?" he asked, slightly puzzled.
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 25, 2012 18:15:09 GMT -5
"Oh, please do..." Eddie murmured in his own room, where he was watching the goings-on of his guests on a large monitor while eating raw cake mix.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 28, 2012 12:54:16 GMT -5
((...raw cake mix? Ewwww. xD))
Finished putting the armor bits and bops in a neatly arranged pile, she turned to Castiel and glanced over his attire, her expression thoughtful...though if one was very observant, they might've caught a bit of a mischievous gleam there.
"Hmm. Well. I suppose you wouldn't need your coat."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 28, 2012 20:10:10 GMT -5
((It's from one of his sketches. )) "If you say so." Castiel nodded and, somewhat clumsily, shrugged off his raincoat. He would have to trust Margrethe on the more human matters of things. While he had spent a significant amount of time watching over such beings, many of their customs and goings on still seemed distinctly foreign to the angel.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 28, 2012 23:38:38 GMT -5
His attire was curious--though really, all the attire she'd seen since leaving home hadn't been anything like what she was used to seeing.
"What's that?" She said, pointing at his tie.
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Post by Castiel on Apr 29, 2012 6:50:57 GMT -5
"I believe it's a necktie," Castiel replied, lifting the tie slightly from his chest.
"It is worn for decorative purposes," he supplied, since he could already guess her next question.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 29, 2012 16:36:16 GMT -5
"Hmm." She said, reaching out to touch the material.
"I like it."
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Post by Castiel on May 4, 2012 7:36:38 GMT -5
For some reason that pleased Castiel, even if he wasn't entirely sure why.
"I shall keep wearing it, then."
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